~Nikki~
I swear I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. I kept thinking back to Paul being at the clinic with me, and then my mind went to dinner tonight. Why did I agree to have dinner with him? It’s probably one of the dumbest choices I’ve ever made. I sigh and get out of the shower.
I wipe a part of the mirror clear so I can see myself. I look haggard, feeling like an old woman. I have no idea what I’m doing right now. Am I trying to….to date?! I must be going crazy if I think I’m going to date with three grown daughters. Not just date, but date the former Alpha! I’m officially off my rocker, for sure.
Oh, stop, Nikki. You still look as good as the day we finished puberty. As good as we did before the pups. You need to go and show Paul the woman you are and let him show you that he’s a man. Wear something slutty. I roll my eyes but say nothing. Aluma and I have been back and forth about this since I stupidly accepted his dinner invite. She sees nothing wrong with this, yet I can’t say that I agree.I step into my room with my towel wrapped around my body. I have to find something to wear, and I have no idea what it should be. Maybe I should put on some sweats. That way, this can’t be misconstrued as anything more than two friends sharing a meal.
The hell do you mean?! You had better put something cute on, or I’ll take over and dress us ourselves!
STUFF IT! A knock on my door jolts me out of my conversation. I have no idea who this could be because I’m supposed to meet Paul at his place. I open the door to the smiling face of my beautiful Tia. “Hey, baby girl.”
“Hi Mom; how was your day?” She kisses me on the cheek and walks into the room, getting comfy on my bed.
“It was good. Not too busy.” I go into the closet to find something that will work for dinner.
“I heard you had a visitor in the clinic.” My heart rate increases, and I pop my head out of the closet. Tia is sitting on the bed, engrossed in her phone. I go back and continue to flip through my clothes.
“A visitor? What do you mean?”
“You spent the day with former Alpha Paul, right?” I swear no secrets can be kept in a pack. I’m not going to say it was a secret, exactly, but still, it wasn’t supposed to be common knowledge.
“I wouldn’t say we spent the day together. He came to see how the clinic works.” Tia snorts, which makes sense because my explanation sounds as fake as it is. I walk out of the closet with a long, flowy dress. Tia looks up from her phone and just stares at me. Her gaze starts to make me uncomfortable after a while. I check myself out in the mirror with the dress on; not sure if it’s going to work for tonight.
“Mom, I’m not a kid anymore. You can talk to me about things.”
“I don’t know what you mean by that.” Tia gets off the bed and walks over to me. She looks at me through the mirror and checks my dress by resizing it with her hands, cinching it here and there.
“Are you going somewhere tonight?”
“I…uh…..I have dinner plans.” I look into the mirror to find Tia staring at me with a smirk.
“You can’t wear this to dinner with Paul.” I avert my gaze, and I swear Tia chuckles.
“Paul? What in the world are you talking about? Why would you bring up Paul?” Tia sighs and steps back, crossing her arms across her chest.
“Oh, mom, stop it. As if it wasn’t obvious to the world that you two are into each other. The way you looked at each other at breakfast yesterday was too cute.” Ah hell! Does this mean everyone saw me looking at Paul like some hormonal teenager? I could die of embarrassment.
“I….I….” I sigh and walk to the bed, plopping down. “This is crazy! He’s not interested in me. He’s a former Alpha that could have anyone. He may have a second chance mate out there and when he meets her, well….you know. You are mated to his sons! How would that look?” Tia grabs my hand and holds it to her chest.
“Mom…..you are worrying too much. There is no reason to think of those things. If you like him, you should go for it. You deserve to be happy.”
“And what about you and your mates?”
“What about them?” Tia sighs and sits next to me. “I know adjustments will need to be made, but I’m sure we can get that done. The twins just want their dad to be happy, just like I want to see you happy. Everyone will support you on this.” I shake my head and go back to the mirror.
“I don’t even know why I’m worried about it. There is no way he’s looking at me like anything other than a pack member.” Tia throws her head back and laughs.
“You have to be crazy if you don’t see how much he likes you. The way he looks at you speaks volumes.” I say nothing but feel butterflies in my stomach. I guess the hope is enough to get me going. "I do have some bad news, though.” I look at Tia, wondering what her bad news could be. “You absolutely can’t wear that to dinner with Paul. You look like an old-aged woman.” Tia goes to the closet and starts shuffling through the clothes. “We really have to take you shopping.”
I start to see outfits fly out of the closet. Tia is tossing things here and there, and I wonder just who, exactly, is meant to clean all this up. Tia walks out of the closet with a hanger in her hand, and my eyes get big. She has to be joking right now. There’s no way she thinks I should wear this dress. What message would it send to Paul? I start to shake my head and walk toward my closet before I’m pulled back. “Mom, please just trust me.” I close my eyes and must have nodded because Tia starts to grab me and take me through the process of getting beautiful.
Tia is waiting on my bed while I take care of some fine details in the bathroom. I have no idea if this dress is the best idea, but there’s no way I can make it out of here if I don’t wear it. I walk out of the bathroom with zero confidence and try to think of what I can wear over this or instead. “Stunning, mom, just stunning. Paul won’t know what hit him when he sees you.”
~Paul~I stand in the dining room and turn slowly, trying to make sure I didn’t miss anything. I have two candles on the table, lit. I have wine ready to pour, and the meal is complete. I made my specialty: Mississippi pot roast, roasted asparagus, potatoes au gratin, and white rice. I didn’t bother with dessert because I hope this evening turns out well. If not, well, I’m sure I can find some ice cream somewhere. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach, which only increases when the doorbell rings. She’s here, and I’m not sure that I’m ready. I take a deep breath and walk to the door. I place my hand on the handle, take one last deep breath, and open the door. I swear my jaw hit the floor. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I really can’t breathe. If I had thought Nikki was beautiful before, nothing could prepare me for what I’m looking at now. She is absolutely stunning. She’s wearing a black halter dress. It fits her body like a glove and stops mid-thigh. The window from the h
~Nikki~Paul stands up swiftly, which untangles our bodies. I’m breathing heavily, and my mind is cloudy. I have no idea how we arrived here, but I want to see it through, no matter how nervous I am. I want Paul back on me, but I’m still confused about everything. The food was terrific, and I wouldn’t mind finishing the meal, but this…..this is quickly becoming even better. The time to think is not there for me because Paul quickly grabs my arm and pulls me up. He pushes my body flush with his, his hands finding their way to my ass. He backs me up until my waist hits the edge of the table. Paul’s hands find their way to my thighs, and he lifts me, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. Paul sits me on the table, spreading my legs. Paul settles between my legs and attacks my neck with his mouth. I run my hands up and down his torso, enjoying the feel of his muscles clenching beneath my touch. Paul uses his tongue up and down my neck. He nibbles on my marking spot, causing my bo
The morning light hits me, and I try to cover my face. I turn in bed, feeling the soreness of my body. My eyes pop open when I remember what I did last night. I’m sore because my body was worshipped all night long. After the dining table, we stopped in the living room, on the stairs, and had a few rounds in the bed before collapsing. Even when I was younger, I’d never gone so hard with someone. Stuart and I did what we did, but it was always when he was in the mood. He wasn’t horrible, but he wasn’t the most sensitive when it came to making me feel good. Paul was so attentive that I started to feel bad. I felt I didn’t give him nearly as much as he gave me. I move sharply to the side at the thought of Paul. The bed is empty, and I’m slowly starting to panic. I hear no sounds from the bathroom or scents indicating food being made. Maybe this was just a one-night thing. Maybe Paul isn’t here to try to make it easier to walk away. My phone pings and I look over at the nightstand. I ha
~Tia~I’m super excited! My mom and Paul…..together. I knew there was something between them. After the entire ordeal, they started to lean on each other. I guess it made sense after finding out your chosen mates were betraying you and with each other. Mom needed someone to talk to, and that couldn’t be me. Paul seemed not to hesitate to be there for Mom, and I loved him for that. I thought I was reading into things when Paul left to travel, and Mom returned to her everyday life. I thought I had imagined their interest in each other and was prepared to let it go. It was when they came back from the wedding and were at breakfast together that I saw what was really there. Paul couldn’t keep his eyes off Mom, and she kept blushing like a schoolgirl. I was so tempted to call Mom all night to see how things went, but if they got super close, that would just interrupt. I don’t want to block anyone from anything. I hope Paul liked the dress I picked out. I didn’t see either of them at brea
~Stuart~The door opens, and Kimberly walks in slowly. She sweeps the room with her gaze, and she stops when it lands on me. We lock eyes and stare at each other. I have so many things I want to say and so many questions I want to ask, but my mouth is glued shut. Kimberly doesn’t make a sound. She eventually closes the door and walks to the bedroom. I get off the couch and go to the kitchen to get some coffee. I’ve been spending the last few days rethinking the choices I’ve made in the past. I remember when I found out that Kimberly was my mate. I was dating Nikki at that time. We met at school, and I liked how innocent she was. Our high school had different packs in attendance, along with humans. We had to make sure we kept our behaviors in check so the humans didn’t realize what we were or that we were anything other than human.Kimberly didn’t finish school with us. She went away to a boarding school and didn’t come home until she was 19/20ish. By then, I was dating Nikki heavily;
~Third Person (Texts)~P: How was your day, gorgeous?N: Ah, it was…..interesting….how about you?P: Interesting? What do you mean?N: Well, your sons came to see me……P: Shit! How’d that go?N: ……..N: It went pretty good….lol…P: Damn….I was over here stressing out…..lolN: They did bring up an interesting point, though.P: Lay it on me.N: What happens if you find your second chance mate?P: I don’t pretend to know what the future holds for me. I can do one of two things. I can hold off on love, waiting to see if a second chance mate comes along, or I can live in the present and love those close to me. I guess the question is……do you want to live in the present with me?N: I’d love to. We can tackle anything else together when or if the time comes.P: Exactly…..gotta run……↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝P: I know it’s the middle of the night, but I just had to send you this picture. This is what thinking about you does to me. I can’t wait to see you again……↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝
~Imogene~The three look at me, but nothing is being said. I already knew this would be a job, but I’m prepared for it. I just need to deliver this mutt to the hands of the other mutt; then, I will have enough money to get out of town permanently. I hate having to rely on these dogs for my freedom, but I imagine there are worse fates. The pregnant chick, Tia, I think, is looking me up and down. I know she can’t tell that I’m a witch. I have perfected my wolf scent over the years. This spell makes it impossible for me to smell like anything other than a werewolf. There’s got to be a reason why she’s looking at me like that. The twins aren’t giving me much better, but this is their father, so it makes sense that they are suspicious. Honestly, no one has to worry about me. I don’t plan to be here longer than a few days. I just need to deliver him and get my money. I hug up on Paul, running my hand down his chest. I make sure I keep eye contact with her, just in case she thinks she’ll
~Kimberly~My anxiety level has been off the charts. The days keep passing, and I’m not hearing anything from that witch. I have no idea if she’s made contact with Paul or when she’s going to get him to me. I keep calling her and coming up empty. I want to find her and give her a piece of my mind, but I wouldn’t even know where to look. I would be afraid that she’s going to stiff me, but she hasn’t gotten her full payment. Things with Stuart have been tense. The bond is strong, and my wolf has been harassing me to accept and mark him. He’s my fated mate, but he can’t provide me with the life I’m used to. I deserve so much more than he’s able to give me.We haven’t spoken since I’ve been back. Stuart has been camping out on the couch and staying away from me. He finds a way to walk out if I walk into a room. If we are stuck in a room together, he makes sure to pretend as if I’m not there. I never wanted this animosity or ambivalence between us. I just want back what I had. I’m at the